With him," said I, " will take a pleasant charm ; These thoughts now come o'er me with all their might :— STANZAS. IN a drear-nighted December, The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them; |
With him," said I, " will take a pleasant charm ; These thoughts now come o'er me with all their might :— STANZAS. IN a drear-nighted December, The north cannot undo them, With a sleety whistle through them; |